I dated Amos for five months before he confessed that he was married. I was angry. I threw tantrums while he apologized for the deceit. He said he didn’t want me to find out one day and accuse him of not telling me the truth. I asked why he was with me then, and he told me, “It’s a long story, but the bottom line is that my wife hasn’t been able to give me a child.”

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We talked about their childlessness until my anger turned into pity for him and also for his wife. I asked if he was going to divorce his wife because of that, and he told me only time would tell. His plan was to get a child from outside, and maybe that would push his wife away.

He said all he wanted from me was a child, and the rest would take care of itself. I told him I didn’t want to have a child out of wedlock, especially with a married man. He begged me to listen to him and promised he would do everything to make my life comfortable if I was able to give him a child.

The first problem he solved for me was getting me a place to live. I was living with my mom when I met him. He couldn’t come home to visit me because my mom wouldn’t condone our relationship knowing he was married. We were always meeting in hotels until he told me he wanted to rent a place for me.

This guy is not super rich. Yes, he has a good job and drives a nice car, but you wouldn’t count him as super rich. But when it came to me, he wanted to do everything for me. He got me the accommodation and also helped me decorate the place until it became a home for me. He bought me everything to make my life comfortable.

I was working, but my salary was down there. You know that kind of salary that finishes before it arrives? Yeah, that was my salary. When he got to know about my salary, he started giving me a monthly allowance to top it up. After doing all that for me, I started thinking about giving him a child, but anytime I thought of it, his wife came into my mind. I asked myself how I would feel if I were the wife.

I hesitated. He thought he was working hard with me to get a child, but anytime we had sex, I took pills to ensure I wasn’t going to get pregnant. One day he told me, “Or is it my fault that my wife isn’t getting pregnant? How am I not able to get you pregnant too?”

We had been together for over a year. I asked him to be patient and stop thinking about pregnancy. He was worried, and his worries scared me. I was scared I was going to lose him if I didn’t give him what he wanted, so I spoke to my mom about it. The only thing was, I didn’t tell my mom the man was married.

I told my mom the man was traveling abroad very soon and wanted a child with me before he left so we would get married after he returned from his trip. It didn’t make sense, but my mom surprisingly told me, “If you believe him, then do it. You’re not getting any younger.”

A few months later, I got pregnant. I tested early on a Saturday morning and sent him the result on WhatsApp. He called immediately. His voice was loud and full of excitement. I asked, “Isn’t your wife around that you’re talking so loudly about this?” He answered, “No, I’m out. She won’t hear me.”

When we dropped the call, we chatted about it. He said he was going to name the child after his father if it was a boy because his father had been the one championing the cause. “If it’s a girl, I will still name her after my dad, so it better be a boy,” he said.

I saw him that very evening. He was so excited he didn’t go home. He spent the night with me when he hadn’t told his wife where he was going. I said to myself, “The divorce has started.”

It scared me, to be honest, to be the reason a marriage would come to an end. A week later, I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and saw Amos’s wife standing in the middle of two women. With a frown on her face, she asked, “Are you Matilda?” I shook my head. She said, “You think I’m a fool? You think I will spend all these months looking for you and still get it wrong?”

The two women entered my room while she stood outside. They shouted at her to come in too so they could deal with me. When she entered, I went the opposite way and took to my heels. These ladies gave me the chase of my life until they caught up with me. Luckily for me, there were two guys coming, and I ran to them. I asked them to protect me. I begged them, “Please, I’m pregnant. They want to hurt me. Please help me.”

These guys stood in front of me and fought my battle. She kept shouting, “She’s sleeping with my husband. Let me deal with her.” The guys shouted back, “Why don’t you go and deal with your husband who cheated on you?”

They were drawing the attention of onlookers to us. These guys stopped a taxi, and we drove off. I was so thankful to them. They didn’t judge me. They didn’t ask whether what she was saying was true or not. They just told me to be careful and not go back home again. I went to my mom’s place and later returned with her to collect my things. That was when I realized they had taken my phone and laptop and scattered my room.

I was able to reach Amos the next day. He already knew what had happened and was apologizing to me. He asked where I was. That evening, he came around. That was when my mom got to know the whole truth. She was so angry with both me and Amos for treating his wife that way. She said, “If I had known that was the issue, this wouldn’t have happened.”

I begged my mom, but to this day, her feelings toward me are not the same. After the incident, Amos and his wife separated. They haven’t divorced yet. The woman still wants to hold on to the marriage, but according to Amos, it’s over between them. He plans to get me a new place once I deliver and live with me, but my mind toward him has changed.

I don’t want to have anything to do with him after I deliver. It’s a child he wanted, and I’ve been able to give him that. Even if he wants to carry the child away from the delivery ward and I never see him again, I wouldn’t mind. I will move on with my life, and hopefully, he’ll be able to fix things with his wife.

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I’m seven months pregnant now. He doesn’t know my plans yet. And this plan, though I feel it’s the right thing to do, keeps changing every day. Today, I want to run away. Tomorrow, I tell myself that love is not a simple moral story. Sometimes it’s crooked, like what I find myself in, so I should stay as long as the man is good to me.

It’s hard for me to decide, but I hope that when I finally put to bed, everything will happen the best way it should. I regret everything, but it’s too late to turn back the hands of time.

—Tilly

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